Lives in eternity's sun rise.
Mutual forgiveness of each vice. Such are the Gates of Paradise.
I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.
Joy and woe are woven fine.
The world of imagination is the world of eternity.
The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.